i had a sign at the game today and on one side said “i support women’s wrongs” and it made both of the camera guys cackle but then when i flipped it and it said “let’s go lesbians!” one of the cameramen frowned at me, and my friend and i just started cackling
masch's helmet are doodles of a moose and a beaver, beavers being the Canadian national animal and moose just being synonymous to Canada. I believe its also influenced a lot by the artist who does her helmets.
People who don't have the energy to ID every image you reblog, but make sure to describe all your original posts, we're lining up so I can give all of you a big high-five. People who don't know how to describe every image you reblog, but describe lots and lots of specific types of posts like screenshotted tweets or animal images, I am sending you all some little treats.
People who check the notes for IDs, I notice you and I appreciate you so much. People who edit the ID into your posts when someone in the notes provides one, I see you, and you're a constant encouragement to me. We will all do what we can to make a more accessible world together.
"i'm just super glad that I got to play in that rink. me and josh doan are the only two sun devils that'll ever get to play in the nhl in mullett" –joey daccord (x)
larsryker: oral fixation 👀 WHAT IS THAT - yam (Ily)
Ooooh I’m super excited about it, pwp cockwarming leads to a blowjob. Because I really think we as a fandom need more cockwarming and blowjobs 😅 Here’s a snippet!
Ryker felt antsy, a sort of churning inexplicable energy in his gut. He was talking too much, about Mario Kart, about practice earlier, about fucking nothing really, hardly even aware of what he was saying as he said it. He felt like he needed something for his mouth to do instead.
It was a recurring itch, one that had plagued him periodically his whole life, that he’d suddenly been able to scratch when he’d first gotten his mouthguard—but no, he’d worked really hard to train himself out of playing with it like so many players did. Other guys could gnaw on theirs, wiggle it around with their tongues and teeth, hang it out the side of their mouth, whatever, without it meaning anything. But when he did it, he felt like it was giving something away. Revealing something about himself he didn’t want other guys to see.
hello friend !! u already know i would LOVEEE to see any snippet of dogboy vince fic that you'd be comfortable sharing !!!! -puckszone :)
anything for you, my wonderful friend! :D
When Vince shifts, he finds that his limbs feel loose and pleasantly heavy. The surface he’s lying on is soft and deeply padded, nothing like the cold floors he is accustomed to. There is a pillow beneath his head and another two tucked close to his back and chest. It’s almost like the little nests he remembers being swaddled in, way back when he was a baby puppy. Vince wants to snuggle down into the softness again, but his instincts are telling him to sit up.
This is not heaven. Monsters like Vince don’t belong anywhere but hell. Wherever he is, it’s a trap. He needs to get his bearings so he can be ready to defend himself.
Make a new post with the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it! Then, tag as many people as you have WIPs.
I don't know if many of these have interesting names, but:
two birds / i also sometimes call it "this will be our year"
schwarzschild radius
ella enchanted!AU
come talk to me about them!!! i'll tag @hiding-from-reality-56 & @fleurywiththesave & @gaps-between-stories & anybody else who wants to participate!